239: Monster in the altar!

While Xia Qi witnessed this strange sight, many people had already left the dungeon.

They all voluntarily exited the dungeon, unable to continue fighting.

After treatment, their bodies were restored to their original state.

However, their hearts were also incomparably lost, difficult to heal.

Who enters the arena without aiming for good results?

Not only for themselves, but also for their Family, and even their country.

Many of them carried the hopes of a Family, a Family, or even an entire region.

But they stopped here; if it were anyone else, they would be disheartened.

If it were merely a lack of strength, that would be somewhat better.

But to have sufficient strength yet lose their qualification because the difficulty they chose was too high—

That, for them, was a truly immense blow.

Meanwhile, within the dungeon, many people were still fighting.

Although their progress wasn't as fast as Xia Qi's, they had already reached the mid-section of the dungeon.

On Xia Qi's side, he looked at the phantom emerging from the altar, preparing to act.

The arm stuck in the ground trembled continuously after the phantom appeared.

It seemed to be sending a distress signal to the phantom, awaiting its rescue.

Xia Qi noticed that the phantom's arm was missing a section.

Presumably, it was the arm he had stuck in the ground.

Xia Qi looked at the two, and without much thought, immediately took action.

Flames spread from around Xia Qi, quickly covering everything in the vicinity.

He stomped his foot on the Sand, and a surge of extreme cold Qi flowed beneath the Sand.

The phantom also reacted immediately; a pair of small, blood-stained hands extended from its long hair.

The arm was very long, reaching directly to the white arm, about to take away the arm that Xia Qi had stuck in the ground.

Xia Qi naturally wouldn't let it succeed and directly unleashed a blood-colored slash.

The small hand was directly severed by Xia Qi, and immediately after, Xia Qi launched an attack on the phantom.

A blood-colored Sword Qi directly slashed towards the phantom, which also reacted immediately, pushing its hands forward, and a transparent energy shield appeared in front of it.

The blood-colored Sword Qi collided with the transparent shield, instantly erupting with dazzling light.

Xia Qi did not stop because of this; instead, he swung his sword again.

One blood-colored Sword Qi after another slashed towards the transparent shield, each Sword Qi containing powerful strength.

At the same time, Xia Qi observed his surroundings.

Within this dungeon, he didn't know what else awaited him.

Under Xia Qi's attack, the transparent shield finally began to crack.

Seeing this, Xia Qi immediately increased the intensity of his attack, sending more blood-colored Sword Qi towards the shield.

The phantom, seeing that it was about to be unable to withstand Xia Qi's attack, tried to take the arm directly away.

However, how could Xia Qi let it have its way?

He lunged forward, gripping his sword with both hands, and unleashed a burst of Sword Qi imbued with fierce flames.

Under Xia Qi's attack, the transparent shield shattered with a roar.

Immediately after, Xia Qi's attack landed on the phantom's body.

With a loud bang, the phantom was directly sent flying by Xia Qi's attack.

Seeing this, Xia Qi immediately pursued, unleashing another Sword Qi towards the phantom.

Although the phantom was sent flying by Xia Qi's attack, it seemed to have suffered no substantial damage.

Though somewhat disheveled, its movements remained agile.

It quickly scrambled to its feet and then charged towards Xia Qi again.

The arms behind it continued to flail.

As if in the next instant, it would directly tear Xia Qi apart.

This time, it no longer merely pushed out an energy shield with its hands; instead, it opened its mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

From what would be a normal person's abdomen, an extremely grotesque mouth emerged.

Seeing this, Xia Qi immediately prepared to respond.

The phantom rushed close to Xia Qi and bit at his head.

Xia Qi's figure flickered, dodging the phantom's attack, then he stabbed his sword into its chest.

A flame directly burned on its hair, and the eyes on its hair appeared extremely painful.

Immediately, the phantom retreated, its body becoming even more ethereal.

As if in the next moment, it would completely dissipate here.

The phantom tried to escape, and Xia Qi immediately pursued.

But the phantom's movements were much faster than Xia Qi had imagined; it quickly dodged Xia Qi's attack and then pounced towards Xia Qi again.

Xia Qi dodged the phantom's attacks while looking for an opportunity to strike.

Now, this phantom was clearly at the end of its rope, and he wanted to directly kill it before exploring other parts of the dungeon.

He discovered that although the phantom moved very quickly, it seemed to lack intelligence, only relentlessly attacking him.

Like a maddened old ox, only knowing how to blindly charge.

Xia Qi's heart stirred, and he immediately thought of a solution.

He no longer dodged the phantom's attacks; instead, he charged towards it, meeting its assault.

As he neared the phantom, Xia Qi suddenly sidestepped, dodging its attack.

Then he stabbed his sword into the phantom's back.

Lingxu Sword!

Thousands of Sword Qi surged into the phantom's body.

With a 'puchi' sound, Xia Qi's sword directly pierced into the phantom's body.

The phantom let out a miserable shriek, and then its body slowly began to dissipate.

While Xia Qi was dealing with the phantom, the arm stuck in the ground was constantly struggling.

However, it was completely futile.

It only caused itself more pain.

After the phantom dissipated, the arm clearly became even more panicked.

Xia Qi walked towards it, and it was incredibly terrified.

Ignoring the pain in its body, it tried to escape directly.

The longsword's phantom left a long scar on its body.

It almost cut its entire palm in half, but no blood flowed out.

Xia Qi unhurriedly followed behind this arm, watching it enter beneath the altar.

Xia Qi conjured a whirlwind, blowing away all the Sand around the altar.

The altar could no longer absorb Sand, like a child suddenly weaned.

The broken altar vibrated continuously, and the arm also rapidly rolled down at this moment.

Xia Qi watched this scene and immediately gathered dark clouds above his head.

He knew that something was about to emerge from this altar.

Indeed, the ground began to vibrate, and pairs of hands covered in mud emerged from the altar.

This bore some resemblance to the previous phantom, but it was even more grotesque.

Xia Qi retreated a few steps, and a monster larger than the previous phantom appeared before him.

The monster in front of Xia Qi was covered in a black, unknown viscous fluid.

When it came into contact with the Sand, the Sand would merge into its body.

Its body had a faint suction force, continuously attracting the Sand.

Xia Qi frowned and immediately aimed his sword at it.